Evilteen07
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I try fighting,but I only end up fighting for the wrong side.
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Post by Evilteen07 on Mar 24, 2015 16:09:54 GMT -5
Scott looked around his cell.There has to be a way he though,I can't be stuck here forever.There were others here too not just him.He could see them though the electric wall door thing that prevented his escape.One thing he noticed was each cell was different.For example one cell walls would change color,but his cell stayed white.Instead every once in awhile an his whole room would spark in electricity.They would always be at a different voltage,once one was so powerful he was knocked out cold.But one thing stayed the same,after every shock his right would hurt.Then his door shut down,and there stood an alien with a blaster in his hand.He cuffed Scott and took him to a big open room.In there were four other people,or three he kept losing sight of one of them.Then the alien took off Scott's cuffs,and then locked them all in the room.He didn't know if this was some sort of free time,or if it was a test.They were all silent as if waiting for their death.
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Post by JDrew25 on Mar 24, 2015 16:29:52 GMT -5
Yelena watched as the door opened, and another person was brought in. Was he like them? Another prisoner? He had to be, he had been cuffed like they all had been when they were brought in. The terrifying alien had left them all in here unguarded, but that didn't mean anything. Even if they were left alone, how would they escape? They didn't even know where they were, let alone how to escape.
"кто вы, люди , вы заключенные тоже?"
She had been concentrating, and so far her skin hadn't changed color again, although it was very straining on her. She didn't know how long she had been practicing, but it seemed to be paying off.
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Post by Escachick357 on Mar 24, 2015 22:37:05 GMT -5
-TWENTY MINUTES AGO-
Sonora Bellflower was having the time of her life. She was enjoying herself at a party thrown by Lisa at her large home on the beach. All of her friends were there. All of her friends were mingling with themselves and other guests. All of the friends were showing off their new clothes. All of her friends were exceedingly wealthy, something Sonora was not. Her clothes were nothing special, just ones that were a mixture of hand-me-downs from Serena and clothes from the nearby thrift store. Thankfully, none of the friends cared that she was the only poor person at the party. She was just as fashionable as them and, most importantly, not a wannabe, so she was welcome to join in their parties and be in their circle of friendship. Everything was going great up until a loud noise interrupted the fun.
Sonora suddenly opened her eyes. It was all just somewhat of a dream. Where the hell was she? The last thing she knew, she went outside of Lisa's house and the next thing she knew, she was in a pale white room. She hated those room. Dad spent four months in one of those room and died in one of them. She still wore the clothes from the party but was anyone else she knew here? Her answer was not answered even after a figure rushed in and dragged her out of bed and into a new room. No matter how hard she pulled and shouted for it to release her, the figure did not comply. It only stopped when it shoved her into a room with other people and slammed the door shut behind her.
-PRESENT TIME-
Sonora had been trying to open the door for the last five minutes. When she wasn't at the door, she was examining the walls for a way out. Finally, it seemed that her insistence seemed to pay off when the door finally opened and yet another person was shoved inside. This was the small window of opportunity to get out of here. If she could steal a base from any male on the baseball field, she could run out and possibly get help. So she ran from her spot at the middle of the room.
She was actually at the open door in less than a second, much faster than she had anticipated, but it was not enough. Somehow, the alien must have known that someone was going try to escape because she was quickly knocked down with something before the door shut. Great, she was still stuck in here.
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Post by InsanityIsCool on Mar 25, 2015 0:26:32 GMT -5
Jason was the first one to be taken to the new room, and had watched as the others had been brought in. After the 4th person had been brought the teenage looking girl had tried to get out. Fast as she was, she failed. Good try though.
The girl who kept changing colour spoke first.
"кто вы, люди , вы заключенные тоже?" (Who are you people, you prisoners too?)
"Я знаю, что я, были взяты возвращаясь из бара. Вы говорите по-английски?" (I know I am, got taken coming back from the bar. Can you speak English?)
He turned to face the others. "Okay, since we're all here we might as well introduce ourselves. My name is Jason Drake."
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Post by Winters on Mar 25, 2015 1:29:23 GMT -5
Several different reasons why they didnt talk to eachother, and then the girl spoke in Russian, breaking the silence. The other man responded in Russian, as well. It wasnt the break in silence that caught his attention, it was the fact that he knew the language. Could have been coincidence that the two both knew Russian, but Frank didnt know Russian. Never had, nor never even studied it. Maybe a couple of words, but he was listening to them speak, and he knew exactly what they were saying. How was that possible. He even knew how to respond, in Russian, but because the other man asked if he knew English, it seemed like that was the language they were going to stick with. For good reasons, too. Mainly because it freaked him out that he learned a language. It was something to do with whatever they did to his head, but Frank just kept quiet.
It seeme that no matter how tense the situation had been, they were given this opportunity for a reason, so making the best of it would work in their favor. Contact with their own kind was important for themselves, and for them on the other side. They got their little experiment going, and Frank and the other humans got to socialize with others for what little time they had together. Much as he knew, and was even formulating several plans to excape the room, he knew it was pointless, because they had nowhere to go, even if they did escape. "Frank. And we shouldnt try to get out of here. Ive been here for the better part of a week now, and theyve kept me fed and hydrated. Not quite sure what they want, but resisting wont make it any better." He spoke to the group, but mostly to the one what tried getting out.
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Post by JDrew25 on Mar 25, 2015 8:08:47 GMT -5
Yelena shook her head, her eyes going wide as she tried to take in the scope of what the man was telling her. He'd been abducted as well, and could have been here possibly longer than she had been. How long had she been there? She couldn't remember anything before she woke up in the cell, and she didn't know how many days it had been. Trying to tell time in the cell had been maddeningly impossible.
"Нет, я не думаю, что я делаю. Я не могу вспомнить ничего , прежде чем я пришел сюда. Я просто знаю, мое имя Елена."
(No, I don't think I do. I can't remember anything before I came here. I just know my name, Yelena.)
She listened to the others talk, and she couldn't understand anything they were saying. If they were speaking English, she supposed that she didn't speak it then. Another piece of the puzzle for her lost memory.
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Evilteen07
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Post by Evilteen07 on Mar 25, 2015 14:02:49 GMT -5
Scott examined the other humans,if they were even that.The one that tried to escape looked like a rich kid,but he could tell she was poor.The way she talked,the way she acted it was a dead give away.One looked about 21,but the strange thing was he didn't act his age at all.He acted as if he was much older.The other man,Frank he said his name was.Frank did his best to try to and convince us that escape was useless,but he could tell he wanted to escape too,everyone did.Then there was the one that spoke Russian.He didn't have a clue what she saying,but she was the strangest of them all.He could barely see her. "Name's Scott.I ain't no alien,and I don't plan on killin ya'll.So no need ta worry bout me."
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Post by InsanityIsCool on Mar 25, 2015 23:39:44 GMT -5
"the lady says her names Yelena." Jason said to the group, before turning back to the colour changing young lady. "приятно встретиться с вами Елену , меня зовут Джейсон Дрейк. язык, который вы и я говорю , называется русской . ли это, что знание поможет памяти в каким-то образом ? Я переведу следующий разговор для вас." (A pleasure to meet you Yelena, my name is Jason Drake. the language that you and I are speaking is called Russian. does that knowledge help your memory in some-way? I will translate the following conversation for you.)
he gestured to the two men that had spoken their names. "что человек по имени Фрэнк , и что один из них называется Скотт." (that man is named frank, and that one is called scott.)
Jason looked at Scott, "well that's somewhat of a redundant statement. young man, do you really think that these alien captors of ours will let you even try to damage, let alone kill, any of us, after what they have done to kidnap us? for all we know we are now slaves, merchandise to be sold off, and no-one likes damaged goods. however, this little gathering tells me that they probably want us for a different reason."
he quickly translated his words to Yelena before looking back to the others, "can anyone else speak Russian?"
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Post by Escachick357 on Mar 25, 2015 23:41:44 GMT -5
Sonora stood up from her spot on the ground and stared at the door. She wasn't mad that she got prevented from leaving the room; rather, she was surprised at what happened. The thing that really freaked her out was how fast she was going when she ran. After watching the color-changing woman in the room, she started to wonder what the aliens had done to her. Then she realized what happened: she was taken away and something happened to enhance her speed. Was she the only one this happened to and more importantly, why her?
Now was not the time to think about why she was taken and what happened to her. All she knew was that she was much faster than anybody else she knew and she had to find some way to get out of here with the help of the other people that were taken. She could not understand the women speaking in some strange language. Sonora was taking French in school and only learned a little bit of Spanish from neighbors, but other than that, all she spoke was English.
Sonora turned her head to the others and introduced herself, "I'm Sonora Bellflower. I know that you don't want to get out of here, but we need to find leave as soon as we can. What if they decide to do something else to us that could kill us and not send us home? I don't want to remain a missing person back home." The last part was aimed at the man who did not seem to want to leave.
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Post by Winters on Mar 26, 2015 0:21:45 GMT -5
Clearly something was done to his brain, it was more apparent now, because when Senora had spoken, it should have been thought pessimistically. Instead, Frank was thinking about the door, how to deal with, and even piloting the ship. He had all of those answers, application was the problem. He knew they carried some sort of weapon, both hand to hand and long ranged, and use of these weapons was pretty basic. The doors were locked from the other side, and there was nothing in the room that they could use to open them, but if they did manage to get through, get a weapon, fight their way through to the ship, he was confident through knowledge that he could fly it. But really, he had no clue why he knew how to, just that he was confident enough to do so, and that once he seen how it operated, it would come second nature to him. Whatever they did to his brain gave him full control of its power.
He didnt say any of this, again, for the same reason he didnt say much of the stuff he said. They would probably think hes crazy, or worse, one of them. Still, if the time came and they had to make a move, he would. Frank seen the others had different abilities too, and if his own ability matched him down on earth, then there was a reason they were given these powers. Through deduction, he spoke out to the others. "Actually, I think they want us to try. Not a coincidence were all put in here. Clearly not everyone here is combat ready, so that cant be it. Theyre testing us, out abilities. My brain is working on overdrive right now, I feel like I have all the answers. I went through all of the scenarios, and this one sounds more likely. Could be wrong, but its very probable. What can we all do?"
It needed to be out in the open. Regardless of the reason they were in here, this was good information to have, because they were going to be together for the duration. The possibility of using their abilities to escape had high potential, they just needed to apply it with cooperation.
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Post by JDrew25 on Mar 26, 2015 8:39:07 GMT -5
Yelena responded to the man speaking to her, shaking her head as she tried to focus on remembering anything about her, or the language she was speaking. If she was speaking Russian, did that mean there was a land called Russian? No, that didn't make sense. Russia? Russ?
"Я не знаю, почему я не могу вспомнить что-нибудь? Разве что , откуда мы ?" (I don't know, why can't I remember anything? Is that where we are from? )
She looked at the other people and then sat on the floor, her skin turning alabaster white as she lost control of her skin changing ability. She felt like she was going to start coming apart, and wished she hadn't been put in the room with the others.
"А где мы? Как мы сюда попали ? Почему они это делают с нами?" (And where are we? How did we get here? Why are they doing this to us?)
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Post by InsanityIsCool on Mar 26, 2015 23:20:07 GMT -5
Jason knelt before the girl, he saw that she was starting to panic. as he put his hand on her shoulder to steady her, he looked closely at the doorway. when he gazed to the right of it, his eyes widened. "Не волнуйтесь, мой маленький хамелеон , мы получим из этой комнаты , и я верю, что вашодин тот собирается помочь нам сделать это. справа от двери естьнебольшое углубление в стене в вашем уровне груди . попробуйте нажать ее, но не изменить вашу кожу свой первоначальный цвет , попробуйте дать вашей коже под цвет комнаты." (Do not worry my little chameleon, we will get out of this room, and I believe that your the one thats gonna help us do it. to the right of the door there is a slight indentation in the wall at your chest height. try pressing it, but dont change your skin to its original colour, try letting your skin match the colour of the room.)
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Post by Escachick357 on Mar 27, 2015 4:33:34 GMT -5
Sonora turned her head towards the man asking about anybody speaking Russian, "I can speak English, some Spanish, and a little bit of French, but I don't know any Russian." Inside, she had to admit that she was a little disappointed. The one other female in the group was unable to communicate with anybody but the one man who could speak Russian. If the group was to be split into little groups and the Russian woman was not with her translator, the teams would have problems. However, it wasn't her fault or anything just like it wouldn't be Sonora's fault if she was thrust into a group of people who could not speak any English.
She then turned to the man asking about abilities, "I'm not sure, but I think that I have really increased speed. This was the first time I was actually able to use it. I'm not really sure how fast I can go."
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Post by JDrew25 on Mar 27, 2015 7:16:15 GMT -5
Yelena dried her eyes and got slowly to her feet, understanding what Jason was telling her. She needed to do her part if they were going to escape. If they were able to get out of the room, they might be able to find their way home, wherever that was. She let her skin stay the same alabaster color as the room around them, and found the small alcove by the door. She pressed her hand against the indentation, looking back at the others with a nervous grin. Maybe the door would open, maybe it wouldn't.
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Evilteen07
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Post by Evilteen07 on Mar 27, 2015 13:59:43 GMT -5
"Well,"Scott said to Frank "I'm what people would call a thief.I can sneak in and out of anything.Don't really know if I gots super powers,what have gots in mind?"Scott didn't know what Frank had in mind,but it had to be better than just sitting around.If the aliens did want them to escape it would mean there would be no chance of escape.Scott didn't have anything left on earth,and he knew it.He didn't care for returning to earth,but he's no test subject.He would do his best to help the others out.
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